Ning Yunmeng led Ning Xiwan to the second floor. The corridor was covered with thick cashmere carpet, which was almost silent when stepped on.
There are several priceless oil paintings hanging on the walls on both sides, and the warm yellow wall lamps make the whole space elegant and luxurious.
"Sister, this is your room."
Ning Yunmeng pushed open a carved wooden door at the end of the corridor. A sweet smile played on the corner of her lips, but a barely perceptible coldness flashed in her eyes.
Ning Xiwan stepped in and quickly glanced around.
The room is very large and has great lighting. Outside the floor-to-ceiling window is a small balcony overlooking the entire garden.
The furniture was all European-style, with beds, dressers, wardrobes, and even the desk was furnished with brand new stationery and a few hardcover books. At first glance, there was nothing wrong with it.
But Ning Xiwan's gaze stayed on the wardrobe for two seconds.
——The wardrobe door was slightly open, and the clothes hanging inside were all new styles of the season, with the tags still on.
She walked calmly to the bed, reached out and pressed the mattress, then felt the material of the sheets.
"Are these sheets new?" she asked.
Ning Yunmeng's smile remained unchanged: "Yes, my mother specially asked someone to prepare it. It's all made of the best fabrics."
Ning Xiwan nodded, walked to the desk, picked up a book and flipped through it.
"Principles of Finance?" She raised her eyebrows. "Do you think I'd be interested in this?"
Ning Yunmeng blinked. "This was prepared by my eldest brother. He said... you might need to brush up on your business knowledge."
Ning Xiwan almost laughed out loud.
——Is this implying that she has “never seen the world”?
She closed the book, threw it back on the table, walked to the wardrobe and opened the door.
"Are the clothes new too?" She moved the clothes hanger casually, her tone casual.
"Well, they are all new models of the season. Do you like them, sister?" Ning Yunmeng stood behind her, her voice so sweet that it was sickening.
Ning Xiwan didn't answer, but suddenly bent down and pulled out a storage box from the bottom of the wardrobe.
Ning Yunmeng's expression changed slightly: "Sister, that..."
Ning Xiwan has already opened the box.
Inside was a collection of small scattered items—hairpins, bracelets, a few old books, and a photograph.
The photo shows a little girl, about seven or eight years old, wearing an exquisite princess dress, standing in the garden of the Ning family villa with a bright smile.
Ning Xiwan stared at the photo for two seconds, then looked up at Ning Yuwei: "Is this yours?"
Ning Yunmeng bit her lip, her eyes suddenly reddened: "This... this is the room I used to live in."
Ning Xiwan raised her eyebrows: "Oh? So this was originally your room?"
Ning Yunmeng lowered her head, her voice filled with grievance: "My parents said that my sister is back and asked me to move next door... It doesn't matter to me, as long as my sister likes it."
Ning Xiwan almost applauded her.
——With such acting skills, it would be a shame if he didn’t become an actor.
She closed the box and looked at Ning Yunmeng with a half-smile: "My sister is so sensible, I feel embarrassed."
Ning Yunmeng raised her wet eyes: "If you don't mind, I can help you clean up..."
"No thanks." Ning Xiwan interrupted her neatly and stuffed the box back into the closet. "Since this is for my room, I'll keep these things for now and return them to you later."
Ning Yunmeng was stunned: "But..."
"Why, sister, you can't bear to leave?" Ning Xiwan asked with a smile.
Ning Yunmeng forced a smile: "...No, it's up to you, sister."
Ning Xiwan nodded, looked around the room again, and suddenly asked, "How is the soundproofing in this room?"
Ning Yunmeng didn't react: "Huh?"
Ning Xiwan walked to the wall and knocked on it, thinking: "I mean, if I want to talk to my boyfriend on the phone at night, will it disturb the neighbors?"
Ning Yunmeng's face froze: "...boyfriend?"
"Yeah." Ning Xiwan smiled harmlessly. "My boyfriend has a bad temper. If he hears any strange noises in the middle of the night, he might just rush over and beat someone up."
Ning Yunmeng: “…”
Ning Xiwan added, "Oh, by the way, he's quite good at fighting. Last time, a thug harassed me and he beat me up and put me in the hospital for half a month."
Ning Yunmeng's fingers trembled slightly, and she forced a smile and said, "Sister, you really know how to joke..."
Ning Xiwan shrugged: "Whatever you think."
She walked to the door and made a "please" gesture: "Sister, is there anything else? I want to rest."
Ning Yunmeng gritted her teeth, and finally couldn't hold back her smile, so she turned around and walked away quickly.
After the door closed, Ning Xiwan sent a voice message to Duan Shuce:
"Shuce, I seem to be targeted."
Duan Shuce replied immediately: "Who?"
Ning Xiwan lazily lay down on the bed: "Fake daughter, and two cheap brothers."
Duan Shuce's voice turned cold: "Do you need me to come over?"
Ning Xiwan smiled: "No, I can handle it."
She hung up the phone and sent another message to Ye Qingliu:
[Ning Xiwan]: Qingliu, check what Ning Yunmeng did when she lived in this room before.
[Ye Qingliu]:?
[Ning Xiwan]: I found something interesting.
She looked down at the photo in her hand, a sneer appearing at the corner of her lips.
——This drama has just begun.
Ning Xiwan slept very lightly on her first night at the Ning family.
She lay on the soft, large bed, but she felt uneasy. The room was too quiet. There was no hum of the old air conditioner, no shouting from the night market stalls downstairs, and no sounds of the tenants next door arguing in the middle of the night - this silence made her uncomfortable.
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